Every day this past week began and ended with the wailings of the fog horns echoing in our bay, cloaked in a veil of mystery. During the day the sun’s warmth evaporated the mist, unmasking emerald landscapes filled with splashes of ginger and gold. Bales of hay, corn stalks, pumpkins and baskets filled with magenta... Continue Reading →
Harvest and Thanksgiving
It is only the farmer who faithfully plants seeds in the Spring, who reaps a harvest in the Autumn. -- B.C. Forbes My kitchen is filled with the sweet aroma of apple sauce simmering on the stove. The apples are a gift from a friend of ours. Each year he carefully cultivates his trees and... Continue Reading →
Thanksgiving Monday
“Bless us, and these your gifts, which we are about to receive,” said my brother-in-law at the head of the long dinner table where 18 of us sat, stopped in time for a moment of silent gratitude. It was Thanksgiving dinner, an afternoon where once a year we gather to celebrate our blessings. • Our... Continue Reading →